Chapter 272
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Lu Xingzhi originally thought that the wound would scab over the next few days, but he had trained too hard a few days ago, and the wound had torn open once. Today, the wound had started to scab again. However, when he lifted his clothes, the wound still looked a little ugly. He was afraid that Jiang Yao would cry and dislike it after seeing it. When that time came, he would not be able to coax her, so he had to hide it to the end.
At night, he thought that if he turned off the lights, she might not be able to find out.
Jiang Yao did not expect that at this point, Lu Xingzhi still wanted to hide it. At that moment, her heart did not feel very good.
She did not say a word and allowed Lu Xingzhi to hug her, but her heart was boiling with anger. After a long while, she snorted and pushed him away. "You can keep lying! If you have the ability, don't take off your clothes when you sleep at night! "
Lu Xingzhi also did not understand how Jiang Yao was so sure that he was injured. He thought that from the moment they met until now, he did not show any signs of it. Even when she touched him just now, he did not know if it was intentional or unintentional, he resolved it perfectly.
Seeing that Jiang Yao was really angry, Lu Xingzhi regretted denying it so absolutely just now. Now, he was a little embarrassed.
Just as he was thinking about how to get through the night, Jiang Yao had already left the bedroom and walked around the living room.
"How long have you lived here? Why do I feel like your place is empty? " The kitchen was spotless, and there was not even a bowl. The living room only had a dining table and a few old chairs. The only thing that had been there before was the radio that he had casually placed on the dining table.
There were more things in the other room, which he used as a study. The bookshelves were full of books. Other than some military books, there were also some famous novels, essays, and so on.
Those who did not know would think that Lu Xingzhi was a poor boy with no money when they looked at the house. The interior and exterior of the house exuded a very casual aura. He was really not picky about where he lived.
Jiang Yao took out a prose book and flipped through two pages. She glanced at Lu Xingzhi. "I didn't expect you to like this type of book. I couldn't tell that you had such a literary style. “
Lu Xingzhi was honest this time. "I didn't flip through it when I bought it. When I went to the bookstore in the city to buy books, I saw it and took it. I remembered that you liked it."
Although he did not say it clearly, he was telling Jiang Yao that he bought these books for her.
"I only moved in about half a year ago. At that time, I thought that you would come to the capital to study and might come over to stay on the weekends. So, I didn't do anything special. I wanted to wait until you came and let you decorate it according to your liking." This was the reason why there were no curtains in the bedroom. Back then, Lu Xingzhi thought that when the time came, Jiang Yao could take care of this place. She could decorate the house according to her preferences.
So, when he moved in, he painted the walls and put up floor tiles. He did not do anything else. Even the furniture was moved from the original dormitory.
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